The story of the messed up, insanely busy life of a single mother who lost herself somewhere along the way. Follow along with my quest to find me, learn to say "no", keep my sanity, and make life better and more enjoyable for not only myself, but my children and those around me.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Overcoming . . .

The day that I have been long waiting for arrived today. My 7 year old son sat down and read a book to me without me having to tell him words. "Green Eggs & Ham" was the monumental book. There were tears in my eyes as he made his way through it. He didn't read fluently, he struggled, but he did it all himself. Finally in the third month of second grade. Action has dyslexia so this a major milestone for him. He was so proud to read the book to me instead of the other way around. I'm looking forward to more events like this.

That's just AWESOME!! I work in Special Education, so I know what an amazing feat this is for him!! There is no amount of praise big enough to equal his accomplistment... but still *does a little dance* "GO ACTION! GO ACTION! GO! GO! GO ACTION!!

I have a weird question for you. Did your son skip crawling and go straight to walking? My brother was dyslexic, and he never crawled, and my mom read somewhere that boys who don't crawl often have dyslexia (not the only cause, and only with boys). She never found a doctor to agree with this, but she had my brother get down every night and crawl (we would crawl with him) and he went from a Kindergarten reading level to a 6th grade reading level when he was in the 3rd grade. Also during this time, I don't think he was reading at all. I don't completely understand the story or the methodology, and it's possible that the brain development that naturally occurs at that age made the difference. I was just wondering.

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I'm an insanely busy mother to three with 3 children in sports, one dog, one job,going back to college in January and a phobia that people will not like me that I'm doing my best to overcome. I'm working on being like Rhett Butler and taking "frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" as my mantra.
I'm looking to take back control over my life, meet new people, and raise my children to be unafraid, independent thinkers.
2008 is my year to be brave and take back my life. Change for the better is the key phrase of the year. Follow the changes on my blog, which is one of the steps I've taken to be brave and not let fear control me.